Rambleaway

Am Am C G As I go a-walking down Birmingham Street Am C G In my new scarlet jacket all neat and complete, Am E The girls all say as they pass me by, Am E(7 Am "Is that the young man they call Rambleaway?" Am C G As I was a-walking to Birmingham Fair Am C G I saw lovely Nancy a-curling her hair. Am E I tipped her the wink and she rolled her dark eye, Am E(7 Am And said I to myself, "I'll be there by and by." Am C G As I was out walking that night in the dark Am C G I took lovely Nancy to be my sweetheart; Am E She smiled in my face and to me she did say, Am E(7 Am "Aren't you the young man they call Rambleaway?" Am C G I said, "My dear Nancy, don't smile in my face, Am C G For I do not intend to stay long in this place." Am E "Then where are you going, come tell me, my dear." Am E(7 Am I told her I'd ramble the devil knows where. Am C G Before twelve weeks was over and past Am C G This pretty young Nancy, she grew sick at last. Am E Her dress wouldn't pin nor her apron strings tie Am E(7 Am And she longed for the sight of young Rambleaway. Am C G My dad and my mother have both come from home. Am C G But when they return I won't sit down and mourn Am E I'll tell them the story and leave them to say, Am E(7 Am "Well, no doubt she's been playing with young Rambleaway." Am C G So come all you young ladies, take a warning by me, Am C G When courting the boys, don't be easy and free. Am E Just dress yourselves up as you step out to pay Am E(7 Am But take care if you meet with young Rambleaway.